Luyện nghe bài hát Nameless

I crave for even the faintest touch of
Its have seemingly dried up
The past weeks have silently gone by like citizens in a waiting line

Scattered grey clouds have altered my strategic plan
I must dig

An amalgam of taunting voices took the limelight away
from the notes should be treasured
I been comfortable wrapped in discouragement for far too long
Words and actions have somehow lost of their sweetness
I need to my thirst for optimism

Deaf will be these to you serenades
Blind will be these eyes to your
will be the front that welcomes you

Scattered grey clouds have weakened my strategic game